This is what it looks like outside:
The police, the news, and the National Weather Service are telling people not to drive unless there is an extreme emergency. My father, the fireman, has gone out on 12 wrecks in the last 6 hours. Two involving fatalities. There is an inch of ice on the on my porch. At least that much on the road. They tell us we are expected to be at work (30 miles away), because our corporate office is in South Dakota, and our weather can't possibly be as bad as theirs. That is bullshit.
We are not driving over a treacherous road in the middle of the night so that we can assist college students in their prank phone calls all night long.
The police, the news, and the National Weather Service are telling people not to drive unless there is an extreme emergency. My father, the fireman, has gone out on 12 wrecks in the last 6 hours. Two involving fatalities. There is an inch of ice on the on my porch. At least that much on the road. They tell us we are expected to be at work (30 miles away), because our corporate office is in South Dakota, and our weather can't possibly be as bad as theirs. That is bullshit.
We are not driving over a treacherous road in the middle of the night so that we can assist college students in their prank phone calls all night long.
We are staying home.
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